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Some thoughts

I’ve come to understand something rather significant about my successful effort to get a place at University. By achieving this and by specifically getting into the University of Exeter, I’ve reclaimed a part of my life from my abuser of many years ago. That I didn’t take up Exeter’s offer in 1971 was entirely due [...]

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For those of you desperate to watch me giving a presentation here is part one. I’ve had to break the film into sections because I’ve only got 500Mb storage in Vimeo. I hope you enjoy it. Malcolm’s Presentation from Malcolm McLachlan on Vimeo. Part one of my presentation on creative writing and my childhood.

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A new home

Life in our new home was wonderful. A draught-free bedroom made bedtime something I actually looked forward to. Electricity meant that I could read in bed for a while until I was firmly told to go to sleep and the light was turned off. Not only did I now have a bath every night, I [...]

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On the move

Let’s get back to history and the continuing tale, the year moves on to 1962. My ninth birthday came and went with the usual celebrations both at home and at school. The year proved remarkably uneventful in most respects and little by little the worries over my health began to ease. During the summer holiday [...]

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Back to the story

Windows 7 is go and I like it so let’s get back to the tale of woe that was my autumn of 1961. Well, I told the story of my little fight with pneumonia some time ago so I won’t go into those gory details again. Suffice it to say the bloody mindedness that came [...]

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Happy New Year

Just a very quick post to wish everyone all the best for 2011. My computer will be offline for the greater part of today while I kill the appalling Windows vista and replace it with Windows 7. Once everything is sorted out I’ll get back to proper posting.

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Scrooge lives

It’s been a while since I posted here. In keeping with the way things seem to happen to me, I’ve had a series of problems that have made life very difficult for the last few weeks. Despite having my annual flu shot in November, I managed to go down with full-blown flu and with a [...]

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Longest bus journey ever

Where were we? Oh, that’s right my wonderful best friend had just made it very clear to the Headmaster that he was quite capable of looking after one sick friend and getting him home safely. Mr Poole thought for a little bit and then decided that he could trust Rich to do the job. I’ve [...]

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A rather less good autumn

The new school year brought big changes. While it was great moving up to Top Class it was also scary because the Headmaster was now our teacher. Mr Poole was a nice man but he was the Headmaster and in the bottom drawer of his enormous desk lurked the dreaded slipper. While Mr Poole didn’t have a [...]

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A very good summer

Right, back to business. What else did 1961 hold in store for the little choirboy? The summer holiday was brilliant. Rich’s big brothers decided that it was time we were introduced to the mysteries of cricket. I fell in love with the game instantly and realised that, unlike football, this was a game I could [...]

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